My Players Are So Fierce

1331: 449.

Is the blood weak, can the machine still fly?

– “Who else is vying with me?” Brother adds another chapter [16/25]_3

1331: 449.

Is the blood weak, can the machine still fly?

– “Who else is vying with me?” Brother adds another chapter [16/25]_3

“I also believe you have the vision to see the importance of this matter for the entire Continent as well as Avalon faith.

You want to save your faith and your church, and this is the best way.

The church should be rooted in the common people, for it is from them that you were born; you can serve the nobility, but that is not the future you should pursue.

An organization that is detached from its grassroots is like a tree without roots, which will fall with just a gentle push.”

“I can understand.”

Murphy’s words seemed to stir up some “painful” memories for Natalie, who, looking a bit haggard recently, rubbed her temples and said in a low voice,

“That bastard has been drumming this kind of thinking into my head every day, and the scariest part is, I can’t find a single reason to refute him.

Even the most stubborn Eugene has been persuaded by him.

Upon his suggestion, Eugene has even started gathering priests from various places to revise the ancient Avalon canon to make it more suitable for the development of the new era.

Madam Jules even regards him as a ‘brain trust’, and is even considering appointing him as the deputy executive officer of the Faith Management Department.

He also crafted a new charter for the Adventurer Guild for me, and I have to admit that this new set of rules has enabled me to manage my organization and even my church better…”

“Oh, you are talking about His Excellency Crow?”

Murphy asked, blinking:

“Has he been running errands in the Adventurer Guild lately?”

“Not exactly running errands.

He carries the expectations of Governor Milian and Professor Malcolm, hoping he can bring a code of law to this land.

He needs a lot of information to help him complete this task, and the resources held by the Adventurer Guild are exactly what he needs.”

President Natalie said, deeply frustrated,

“His title is my adviser, but in reality, I feel like I’ve been ‘sidelined’.

He has only been here for less than fifteen days, but the captains under my command are already acting on his instructions, and the scariest thing is, ever since he took over management, the Adventurer Guild’s work efficiency has increased by more than thirty percent.

Lord Morphy, am I that useless?

I feel like I’ve been completely outdone by His Excellency Crow in every aspect, except for raw strength…

well, I could beat him up, that would be easy, but that would mean admitting that I am far inferior to him in other aspects.”

“That’s normal.”

Murphy shrugged and said,

“A person like Crow, in another world, is definitely an elite, one in ten thousand; you can’t compare yourself to him.

His mind is filled with things that could seduce you away from the path you’ve chosen.

I hope you can stay true to yourself, Natalie.

You have always been a devout believer, you are responsible for Avalon, and Crow is an unbeliever, and in a way, a rather ‘terrifying’ one at that.

The profession he engaged in, in another world, was jokingly referred to as ‘devil’s advocate’…

You can learn from him.

But don’t let him interfere with your thoughts.

Once you start thinking like he does, it means you will soon lose the favor of Avalon.

There is no doubt that Crow is stirring up trouble under the watchful eyes of Avalon.

But what he doesn’t realize is that in this world, Divine Spirits truly exist, and perhaps soon he will be taught a lesson by Avalon.

Even the God of Nature, no matter how good his temper, would not allow an unbeliever to dominate his Sanctuary on earth.”

While they were talking, the situation in the treatment room below had changed.

After A Feng took his apprentices and left, Count Shuren, who had received the news and hurried over, entered the room with her apprentice, Loyal Brother, dressed in a “capitalist suit”.

Loyal Brother was also carrying an engineering toolbox, with a set of drafting tools tucked under his mechanical arms.

Little Count Shuren, flying in the air, was incessantly talking to her best apprentice:

“This is the first implementation subject of our ‘injury insurance’, although I thought your previous suggestion was a lousy idea, I also have to admit that if this system can work properly, I’ll quickly gather the funds to rebuild Westerburg.

Since it’s the first sample, we have to plan it well.

We, as master and apprentice, must create a super-powerful mechanical arm for this poor lieutenant to fully demonstrate to the brutes of the Goldenrod Kingdom the beauty of mechanics.”

“Yes, yes, I think the same!”

Loyal Brother’s face lit up with an indescribable expression.

He set his engineering toolbox down beside him and excitedly moved his eight mechanical fingers to take out a measuring tool, beginning to measure the various dimensions of the unconscious Robinson’s left arm to tailor a suitable combat mechanical arm.

Meanwhile, Little Sheron took out a complete set of mechanical arm blueprints she had designed during her free time and began selecting and tweaking them according to the data Loyal Brother was continuously providing.

“We have to declare through this war to the warriors that mechanics and steel are better than the weapons in their hands!

This era may belong to Spiritual Energy, but I am convinced the next era will definitely be the age of mechanics!”

Loyal Brother was busy as he spoke to Ellen,

“The so-called ‘flesh is weak, mechanics ascend’ is exactly this principle!

Those Brother Ah Bings who are still immersed in bayonet fighting will sooner or later know that only the fusion of the body and mechanics is the indispensable path to power and greatness.

Lieutenant Robinson’s ‘mechanical rebirth’ will prove this point!

Speaking of which, his internal organs can also be replaced, right?

Didn’t they say that Half-body Man has prototypes like ‘iron lungs’ and ‘adrenaline pumps’?

Can you, as a small mentor, secure some?

Wouldn’t it be perfect to turn this brave Soldier into the ‘Medieval Gospel Warrior’?

What with two hearts, three lungs, nineteen transformation ceremonies, moving him from a mortal man in one leap to a super War God.

Hmm, how about castrating his pain nerves?

Or give him an even more powerful mechanical eye that can see through invisibility?

I think he would definitely need that.”

“Hey!

Wake up, Mr.

Loyalty.

Those are realms we can’t reach yet!

Just simply replace with a mechanical arm this time, and when Miss Pailian brings back the machine tools and specialized equipment, we’ll then develop these ‘advanced features’.”

“Ah, that’s too bad…

However, we could add a Mantis Blade or missile launcher to his mechanical arm, right?

Please, mentor.

This is the last insistence of this pitiful middle-aged man!”

“Emmm, fine, add one!

Only one, don’t mess around, Lieutenant Robinson is just an ordinary person, he can’t handle so many modifications.

If we really produce that kind of ‘cybernetic psychosis’ you told me about before, then we’re screwed.”